This one question of why asked everyone’s doubts.
Fu Jin said something, also in the garment factory for so many years, as a person loyal and capable.
Everyone else in the factory was polite and courteous to him.
Especially during this period of time, in order to convince Mo Kun to stay in the garment factory, he has been following everyone to think of ways to improve the garment factory’s process and increase the revenue.
His efforts were obvious to everyone, so no one ever, ever doubted him.
“Why on earth?!” Factory Manager Hong shouted coldly in a deep voice with red eyes.
Fu Jin’s hand shook at his yell and he almost lost his grip on the knife.
The eyes under his gla*ses narrowed, and he said, “Don’t look at me like that, people don’t do it for themselves! Do you really think that with your efforts, you can bring the garment factory back to life? The group didn’t want to keep the factory any longer, it was only a matter of time before it was closed down, I was just thinking for myself, what’s wrong with that?”
He was only in his thirties.
It was the genius financier that everyone praised.
The accounts handled by his hands have never been wrong in all these years.
He couldn’t accompany a factory and be buried here.
If only he had listened to the man, he could have had a better choice ……
He’s right, he’s just being selfish for himself for once.
Aren’t these people who say they’re doing it for the factory also doing it so they can have a place to live in?
What’s different about them?!
Why, on what basis, should he be spurned?
“People have their own way, you don’t want to stay here, no one will force you, but you set fire to the factory and hurt other people for your own purposes, do you think you can escape the law under the pretext of looking out for yourself?”
Nian Xiaomu looked at Fu Jin with a sullen face.
“The only way out for you now is to hand over the handbook and give up the person behind the curtain who directed you, and I can help you plead with the judge for a lighter trial!”
“……”
Fu Jin looked up at Nian Xiaomu, his eyes were a little surprised, like he didn’t expect that she would know that there was someone else behind his instructions.
“With you being a finance, you haven’t been able to handle the accounts of both the factory and the group headquarters without missing a beat, these past few years, you’ve been working for someone, right? What favours did that person give you that made you even eat your own conscience? Up to now, you still don’t know how to repent?”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying, I want to leave the factory right now, if you don’t let me go, I’ll kill Hong Shi!” Fu Jin thought of something and his face became hideous.
Reaching out, he lifted up the factory manager Hong Shi, and the knife in his hand pressed down on his neck again.
“Factory Manager Hong!”
The people around, shouted out nervously.
Uncharacteristically, they stepped back.
They were afraid of irritating Fu Jin and making him really hurt Factory Manager Hong.
Only Nian Xiaomu was still standing in place, flicking his fingers slowly and methodically, “Fu Jin, I heard that when you first joined Mo’s Group, it was my grandfather who personally recruited you in, do you still remember his old man?”
“……” Fu Jin didn’t know why Nian Xiaomu suddenly brought this up, hesitated for a moment, but still answered, “Old Mo was always a very good person, it’s just a pity that good people don’t get good rewards.”
From his tone, one could hear the admiration for the old Mo family head.
“I’m sure you know that Grandpa placed you in the garment factory, not to devolve you, but to value you enough to place you in the project he valued most, hoping you could help him keep an eye on the garment factory’s books, and what you did, did you stand up to Grandpa?”
